I was attracted to the premise of Lucky, but unfortunately it becomes dull quickly.
The police never take her seriously. They never collect evidence (even with pools of blood left behind). We are never told why her husband knows the man comes every night but she has no memory of him. Theres a scene that shows multiple women being attacked by their own individual predators, yet the cops aren't taking it seriously? It would be the only thing in the paper, on the news, etc..but nope. A new pile of dead women every day apparently doesn't concern them at all.
Perhaps the biggest issue is the ending. The film is a metaphor that's about a subtle as a sledgehammer, and that's fine. It's the delivery that's the issue.
The police never take her seriously. They never collect evidence (even with pools of blood left behind). We are never told why her husband knows the man comes every night but she has no memory of him. Theres a scene that shows multiple women being attacked by their own individual predators, yet the cops aren't taking it seriously? It would be the only thing in the paper, on the news, etc..but nope. A new pile of dead women every day apparently doesn't concern them at all.
Perhaps the biggest issue is the ending. The film is a metaphor that's about a subtle as a sledgehammer, and that's fine. It's the delivery that's the issue.